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Psalms 32:3

— When I kept si­lence, my bones waxed old through my roar­ing all the day long.

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…2 Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD im­puteth not in­iq­ui­ty, and in whose spir­it there is no guile.
3 When I kept si­lence, my bones waxed old through my roar­ing all the day long.
4 For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my mois­ture is turned into the drought of sum­mer. Se­lah.
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